Ning Qingyun's opponent was Song Xin, the doorman of the Wu clan who had previously boldly contradicted Ye Wang.

Song Xin and Ning Qingyun's cultivation is almost the same, in the eyes of Shao, Shen, and Xiao, the three people who know Ning Qingyun well, Ning Qingyun was born with a fire element, and the red carp in the Chixiao Cave Heaven has been greatly improved in the land of flowing flames in the Lingji Cave Heaven. In this game, against Song Xin, a little-known person, if there is no accident, the victory should be in hand.

Who knows, Song Xin actually has a strange treasure, shaped like a moon wheel, not only sharp and unparalleled, coming and going like electricity, but also cold and piercing, not afraid of the threat of the spirit in the Chixiao red carp, but its power of ice and snow used Kunlun to restrain Ning Qingyun.

And Kunlun in the north was already cold, and Ning Qingyun's strength could not be exerted sixty percent, and after gritting his teeth and struggling several times, he was finally defeated.

When Ning Qingyun came back, her face was pale, and she bit her lip tightly and didn't say a word.

Granny Hu is equivalent to watching Xiao and Ning's two daughters grow up, and she also knows Ning Qingyun's temperament very well, so she said without waiting for others to speak: "Young girl, I haven't seen you for a few years, and your kung fu has made great progress." If I had sent you out of Kunlun earlier, with your talent, I am afraid that it would have surprised people now. Alas, it's all my mother-in-law's fault that I can't bear you, so I delayed you. ”

Ning Qingyun smiled reluctantly, knowing that Granny Hu was deliberately comforting herself, thinking about what she had experienced under her pride in the past, she couldn't help but feel astringent in her heart, but there was no trace on her face.

Everything is back to square one again.

Grandpa Shi's brows furrowed as always, and he couldn't tell if he was worried about the outcome of the battle. As far as these two seniors are concerned, they have a lot of complaints about the conditions that Xiao Yu took the initiative to propose.

Aunt Shake has been at the top of Kunlun for tens of thousands of years, and the vicissitudes of the world have changed, she has never asked, nor has she asked.

There were only two departures from the mountain.

Grandpa Shi thought back to the situation in recent times, and Aunt Shao changed her old style, speaking and shooting frequently, as if everything was showing a certain omen that Xiao Zhuo had said before leaving.

At this time, it seems that no matter whether you win or lose, both sides have no loss.

But in the hearts of Grandpa Shi and Granny Hu, if they lose, it will be a big deal to annoy the mountain master.

It's just that Ning Qingyun's temperament is easy to drill the horns, and it is impossible for the two of them to criticize the juniors, and they are silent on their faces, but they are constantly thinking about it in their hearts.

Xiao Yu, who had been making tea on the snow on the sidelines since the beginning of the competition, made another cup of tea for Zhu Yueming, who had a happy face, and walked out unhurriedly.

When passing by Shao Heng's side, Shao Heng looked at the shallow dimples exposed by the faint smile on the corner of Xiao Yu's mouth, and whispered: "I know that you protect your shortcomings, put it away." ”

The smile on the corner of Xiao Yu's mouth stiffened, his pulse was affectionate, and he glanced at Shao Heng.

She and Ning Qingyun depended on each other when they were young, although the grudge between the two sides is difficult to say, but after all, the affection is not shallow.

When Xiao Yu fell into the water, Ning Qingyun would be extremely worried.

Now that Ning Qingyun has been defeated, Xiao Yu looks nothing wrong on the surface, but Shao Heng knows that she must be angry in her heart.

Xiao Yu's opponent is Wu Chuan, the youngest of the Wu brothers.

Dan Chengzi's quota was actually reserved for Ye Forget after that.

Although Liu Bufan's cultivation is high, the strength of the Liu family is slightly weaker, so the Wu and Ye families each account for two people.

Since Song Xin is a member of the Wu family, Xiao Yu naturally has the intention to find a place for Ning Qingyun in Wuchuan, so Shao Heng has this to say.

It's just that in this way, although the eyebrows and eyes of the two come and go for a very short time, the meaning is still very obvious.

Shen Yuanxi, who was as bright as the sun on the side, was also swept by Xiao Yu's tender and murderous eyes, and turned his head sideways and raised his eyebrows at Shao Heng with bad intentions, looking like he knew it.

Wuchuan condensed the top of the tire, and Xiao Yu had not made much progress in cultivation in the past few years, and only reached the late stage of Zhuyuan.

Wu's martial arts focus on refining the body, which is somewhat similar to Shen Yuanxi's own clan, but it is not pure physical cultivation, but it is caused by the fusion of magic skills to strengthen the body, and it is more like the slightly inferior golden seal of the Zhongliu faction.

Compared with Wu Yang, who shot before, or Wu Hai, who has been quiet, Wu Chuan is the most burly and tall, and only Shen Yuanxi can compare with him in terms of height, and only Zhu Yueming can compare with him in terms of body width.

But Wu Chuan's muscles are tense and hard as hard stones.

His face was hideous, and with a single effort, the clothes on his arms fell apart like shreds, revealing his bronzed skin and the intertwined patterns of magic on it.

With just one step, several cracks opened in the ground.

Shen Yuanxi frowned slightly: "This kind of strength...... Senior brother, what do you think of the comparison with Senior Brother Chengtai?"

Shao Heng's eyes were a little solemn, and he thought for a while: "I have fought side by side with Chengtai several times, he is born with divine power, and after cultivation, he can open mountains and gravel with every move, but he has been able to send and receive freely on weekdays, and there is no other assistance, so Chengtai should be higher." ”

"The rise of the Wu clan has only been a matter of nearly a hundred years, and their magic skills should be a little special. Shen Yuanxi continued, "I don't know if your Yu'er can handle it......"

Before he finished speaking, after seeing the things that appeared in Xiao Yu's hands, Shen Yuanxi closed his mouth, and a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

A smile flashed in Shao Hengfeng's eyes and said, "Senior Brother personally taught this trick back then, why did he forget it?"

What Xiao Yu took out was the Jingwu Qin, not the Natal Immortal Sword Thousand Step Lotus Flower.

The Tianyin Town Soul Sword originally wanted to use this to sort out Xiao Yu's soul and fuse the remnant divine consciousness of different species.

But this sword trick is also one of the several famous sword tricks in Cunwei Mountain, with sound as the sword and soul as the sword, which is most suitable for people with strong divine sense to practice.

And Wuchuan's demonic skills are heavy on refining the body and light on the inner family, and the divine sense is also its weak point, even if its cultivation is one level higher than Xiao Yu's, how can it withstand the attack of the Tianyin Town Soul Sword?

The sound of threes, threes, twos, and disorderly songs, countless sound waves spread out like swords, falling like rain, forcing Wuchuan to advance and retreat.

Liu Bufan was self-proloding, and when he heard Xiao Yu's messy tune, he couldn't help but curse angrily: "Burn the piano and cook the crane!"

scolded and scolded, but he also knew that Xiao Yu did it on purpose.

No matter how vulgar Wuchuan is, he also knows a little bit of music.

The sound of the piano is chaotic, causing Wuchuan's qi and blood to also surge like a tide, and it is irregular, more and more irritable, more and more wrong and leaky, and in front of the heroes, it seems to be defeated in the hands of a junior little woman.

Wu Hai and Wu Yang's faces were pale, and they never expected that this game would look like they would lose so easily.

Qing Wuxing couldn't help but snort coldly three times, expressing his dissatisfaction in his heart, a pair of eagle eyes flashed with cold light, eager to skin these guys who lost one by one: he was still counting on how to solve the problem of the destruction of the path from the Kunlun Mountain Lord, and now after these five rounds, the other party has won three games.

If it weren't for the two more games, Qing Wudaunt would have gone crazy on the spot.

However, Qing Wuxing was still in an irritable mood at this time, looking at Ye Jiequan and Liu Bufan with unkind eyes, obviously full of meaning in his eyes.

At this time, the red-eyed old monster, who had lost a battle but was leisurely, suddenly said idly: "If you compare one game after another, when will you go?" Now there are only two games left, and the cultivation of both sides is as if it is as if it were both sides, it is better to compare it together, and directly decide the winner in one game." ”

Yun Tingsheng was stunned for a moment, and after understanding the meaning of the red pupil's words, he couldn't help but say, "This is really a bit ...... Inappropriate ......"

He originally wanted to say that the big bullied the small, but the rules set for being in the same big realm, Ye Jiequan and Liu Bufan were their own side, so they couldn't help but change their words. But Yun Tingsheng's meaning is naturally understood.

Qing Wudaunt was already impatient, and he was disdainful of these cultivators' fighting methods that were lower than him.

The red-eyed old monster brought it up, but it was rare for him to agree, and he immediately said: "It's okay, both of you are on the same page, whoever wins and who loses, it's a game." ”

"Senior Red Pupil, you are really calculating. Xiao Yu hadn't left yet, holding the fairy-light Jingwuqin in his arms, and said angrily: "The two senior brothers of Cunwei have just married Dan, and they are already at a disadvantage against Senior Ye and Senior Liu, and you still let the two of them join forces, isn't this bullying juniors?"

"Hey, hey, fighting back and forth, it's boring not to add some tricks, your red-pupiled grandpa and I'm about to fall asleep. The red-eyed old monster stood with his hands in his hands, his blood-red eyes were shining, as if he really wanted to watch a good show: "The micro-swordsmanship is world-famous, and among the sword cultivation, there are many facts on the following grams." Do you look down on Shen Boy, who inherited the Demon Seven Style of Cunwei Zhenren, or are you afraid that your little lover will lose too badly?"

Xiao Yuyu's face turned red, and he said angrily: "The red-pupiled seniors are not serious! You obviously see that we have the advantage of winning the game, and you have the intention to make it difficult!"

"Hahaha!" The red-eyed old monster laughed hoarsely, like a night owl chirping, which made people shudder, and Holly couldn't help but cover her ears and hide in Granny Hu's arms.

"If you want to see the tricks, it's okay if you want to make things difficult, what you girl said doesn't count. The red-eyed old monster smiled and said to Shao Heng and Shen Yuanxi: "Boys, this game is a game between the two of you, whether you want to take it or not, it depends on the two of you." ”

Without waiting for Shao Heng and Shen Yuanxi to answer, the red-eyed old monster said in a deep tone: "If you don't answer, it's human nature." ”

In this statement, the meaning of agitation is clear.

Ye Jiequan and Liu Bufan frowned slightly, glanced at each other, and felt helpless: This situation is also related to the two of them, but under the deterrence of the red-eyed old monster and Qing Wudaunt, as the leader of this demon family, he has no right to speak.

The Pang brothers and sisters looked at everything that had nothing to do with them for a long time, and they had their own plans in their hearts, and others could not know about it.

In the past, the Demon Gate family oppressed people with power, but now the Yuanying Monk crushed them with strength, and this scene made the Pang brothers and sisters more and more determined to pursue power at all costs.

The red-eyed old monster said so, Shao Heng and Shen Yuanxi were both proud sons of the sky, even if the other party intended to dig a pit at this time, the two of them would have the courage to jump in, and then make a scene.

What's more, who cheats whom, it's not necessarily.

"The seniors have a life, but the juniors don't dare to disobey!" Shao and Shen said in unison.

At the same time, two great sword lights, one ink and one white, bloomed from the hands of the two of them.

A sword is like a golden black sun, and a sword is like a vast star.

As soon as the two fairy swords came out, the brilliance of the four fields was extinguished.

Xiao Yu looked at the black and white swords and took a deep breath of cold air.

Unlike Grandpa Shi, Granny Hu, and Ouyang Nan's suddenly worried expressions, a smile flashed in her and Ning Qingyun's eyes at the same time.

Qingfeng's sword is proud of the sea, and the three-foot cold light breaks through the sky.

PS: Actually, the words of the old monster with red eyes are what I said...... It's better to write it down than to write it down......